Meeting

"The Spirit Realm was vast beyond measure. Among the divine path, there were two beings at the Emperor level: one was the Heavenly Emperor, and the other was the Mang Mountain Prefecture Lord."

"Among the immortal path, there were at least three Grand Unity Golden Immortals!"

After leaving Songxia County, Fang Yuan returned to his original appearance. With a book basket on his back, he strolled along at a leisurely pace, like a scholar who had read ten thousand books and traveled ten thousand miles.

"Young man, where are you headed?"

Cooking smoke rose into the air, and lights glowed in the homes.

After walking along the mountain road for who knew how long, he came to a Marketplace. It was livelier than the one he had seen in Songxia County, with crowds of people bustling about. Yet, for some reason, every face was stiff and vacant, utterly devoid of vitality.

An old man who ran a roadside tavern with an open-air canopy stood in front of it and stopped him, revealing sparse yellow teeth.

"The capital of Ye!"

Fang Yuan took a seat inside the tavern and glanced around.

There were few customers, no wonder the old man had to lure them in from the road. The seats were at the front of the tavern, and the kitchen was in the back. Something was being cooked there, the water boiling and sending up clouds of steam.

"Ah, the capital of Ye. That's a fine place. Just cross the mountain ahead and you'll be there."

The old man smiled without warmth. "But the roads aren't safe these days... Refugees are running rampant, and there's a drought too. A thousand miles of land have been scorched, and the people are eating their own children... The current ruler dotes on the